11 See! The winter is past;

the rains are over and gone.

12 Flowers appear on the earth;

the season of singing has come,

the cooing of doves

is heard in our land.

13 The fig tree forms its early fruit;

the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.

Arise, come, my darling;

my beautiful one, come with me.”

11 for behold, the winter is past;

the rain is over and gone.

12 The flowers appear on the earth,

the time of singing has come,

and the voice of the turtledove

is heard in our land.

13 The fig tree ripens its figs,

and the vines are in blossom;

they give forth fragrance.

Arise, my love, my beautiful one,

and come away.

11 For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone; 12 The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; 13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

11 Look, the winter is past,

and the rains are over and gone.

12 The flowers are springing up,

the season of singing birds has come,

and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air.

13 The fig trees are forming young fruit,

and the fragrant grapevines are blossoming.

Rise up, my darling!

Come away with me, my fair one!”

11 Look, the winter is past;

the rains are over and gone.

12 Blossoms appear through all the land.

The time has come to sing;

the cooing of doves is heard in our land.

13 There are young figs on the fig trees,

and the blossoms on the vines smell sweet.

Get up, my darling;

let’s go away, my beautiful one.”

11 For, lo, the winter is past;

The rain is over and gone;

12 The flowers appear on the earth;

The time of the singing of birds is come,

And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;

13 The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs,

And the vines are in blossom;

They give forth their fragrance.

Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

11 For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over, it is gone: 12 The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land; 13 The fig-tree melloweth her winter figs, And the vines in bloom give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away!

11 Look! The winter is past. 

The rain is over and gone. 

12 Blossoms appear in the land. 

The time of the songbird has arrived. 

The cooing of the mourning dove is heard in our land. 

13 The green figs ripen. 

The grapevines bloom and give off a fragrance. 

Get up, my true love, my beautiful one, and come with me. 

11 For now the winter is past;

the rain has ended and gone away.

12 The blossoms appear in the countryside.

The time of singing has come,

and the turtledove’s cooing is heard in our land.

13 The fig tree ripens its figs;

the blossoming vines give off their fragrance.

Arise, my darling.

Come away, my beautiful one.

11 for now the winter is past,

the rain is over and gone.

12 The flowers appear on the earth;

the time of singing has come,

and the voice of the turtledove

is heard in our land.

13 The fig tree puts forth its figs,

and the vines are in blossom;

they give forth fragrance.

Arise, my love, my fair one,

and come away.

11 For look! The winter is over;

the rainy season has turned and gone away.

12 The blossoms appear in the land;

the time of singing has arrived;

the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.

13 The fig tree puts forth her figs,

and the vines are in blossom; they give fragrance.

Arise, my beloved! Come, my beauty!”

11 Look! The winter is past.

The rains are over and gone.

12 Flowers are appearing on the earth.

The season for singing has come.

The cooing of doves

is heard in our land.

13 The fig trees are producing their early fruit.

The flowers on the vines are giving off their sweet smell.

Rise up and come, my love.

Come with me, my beautiful one.’ ”

The king says,

11 ‘For behold, the winter is past,

The rain is over and gone.

12 ‘The flowers have already appeared in the land;

The time has arrived for pruning the vines,

And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.

13 ‘The fig tree has ripened its figs,

And the vines in blossom have given forth their fragrance.

Arise, my darling, my beautiful one,

And come along!’ ”